The Demon Peeking its Head

Deep inside the volcano, a skeleton of a man was sitting in a lotus position on the ground. His hair was in a disarray and his arms were tightly bound by two black chains, disabling him from moving.

However, his eyes never lost their shine and were actually burning. His lips never stopped moving and ran on like rushing water.

Perhaps it's been too many years since someone had spoken to him – he was going insane from loneliness. Now that someone was finally there, he naturally found it hard to resist his urges.

Sadly, Ling Xian couldn't hear anything he was saying.

At first, the man continued to speak non-stop. But after seeing that Ling Xian was giving him absolutely no reaction, he was somewhat angry. Once he realized that Ling Xian had blocked his own hearing with his Qi, the man was enraged but helpless.